Danaé Morriah

“Trust A Try ” by Danaé Morriah

Submitted to Contest #207

I chose a Vinyl from the pile and turned toward the curious shop owner. He nodded in my direction, approving of my ability to appreciate a classic. An eyebrow raised with his nod, signifying not many women my age would’ve picked it, but something about me didn’t lead him to ask further questions. Something likely related to his planted stance behind the counter, tapping his pen to The Miseducation of Lauren Hill, flipping through a catalog that predates the music it accompanies. He was just as Mother described. Tall, relaxed, and obnoxiously...

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“The Golden Locks Killer” by Danaé Morriah

 When the call came over the radio, Detective Ashton felt the speed of time in an instant. As his recently obtained sandwich collapsed through the air before crashing into its individual parts, his boots hit the pavement. In the wind, he knew he had an advantage. A case filled with familiarity from his days on the beat rang on a loop in his mind. If he were smart, he’d be there first. That was the best chance of catching them. After the third murder, the bloodshed appeared to be personal in nature. Each victim had at least three things ...

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“Sorry” by Danaé Morriah

Submitted to Contest #132

“Are you there, God? It’s me, Kin.” He said as he knelt on the floor of his closet. He prayed for a way out, with no obvious rescue in sight he hoped for a miracle.                Kin knew he was trapped in the mayhem of his own devising. He had done this to himself and now there was no way out of it. As his hands shook, fingers locked together, he hoped that God had heard his words. Even as his bedroom door squeaked open, and he could hear boots on the hardwood floo...

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“Shall We” by Danaé Morriah

Submitted to Contest #124

She left a note taped to my front door. A time and place where to meet her with no intention of showing up herself. I knew that she wouldn’t show but a part of me hung on to the possibility that she would. We’ve been talking for 6 months now I have yet to meet her, we make a plan, and she doesn’t show up. She always follows it with an excuse that causes me to feel bad that I was angry in the first place.            It unsettled me that she knew where I lived, and I only knew the things ...

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“Help Wanted ” by Danaé Morriah

      Sarah knew that it was wrong. She knew that her actions would have consequences. Yet, she couldn’t help herself. She wanted so desperately to stop herself but she couldn’t. Even as she stood there taking in all that she had done, the possible events to follow didn’t cross her mind. All that she knew was that she was safe and safe was a feeling that Sarah hadn’t felt for such a long time.           She met Kelly when she was eighteen. They bonded over t...

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“Fill The Silence ” by Danaé Morriah

  “Joey, can you hear me?” Bella spoke into her phone but heard no response. She pulled the phone from her ear checking the screen and attempted to call him back. Realizing she had no signal she turned to her surroundings.    The streets that she walked every evening on her way home from work were suddenly empty and quiet. She had never noticed the silence before, usually distracted by her conversations with her best friend Joseph. She participated in the silence as she continued to walk occasionally looking down at ...

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“Answer It ” by Danaé Morriah

         “You wanna do something fun?” was all that was left on Kevin’s voicemail when he awoke from his mid-day nap. He replayed it three times trying to determine whose voice it was. The call came from a blocked number only leaving behind that voicemail. Kevin didn’t have the time or patience to put together a puzzle. He deleted it and went on, preparing for his night shift at the hospital.            He woke up his roommate Tyler and Tyler...

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“That Was There ” by Danaé Morriah

 Erin tended to live in her own head. Being an introverted kid she created distractions to escape the world around her. It worked for her. To be sitting in a crowded subway and imagine being on a ferry ride crossing the water. It was how she maintained balance in the world around her. No one she knew really understood. They knew she drifted off during conversations or remained quiet when a lot of people were around but no one truly knew what was holding her attention. How she could stand up in front of a class every day and teach about ...

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“Guilty Feet ” by Danaé Morriah

      It was meant to be a day of celebration. It was all the day had asked of me. To put on a smile and be happy for the couple that was about to commit their lives to one another. I knew it was all that was expected of me yet I couldn’t. I couldn’t be happy for them after doing what I did. It’s burned into my memory every detail and now it’s expected of me to forget it and go on like this day is a fairytale. It most certainly wasn’t and most guests in attendance knew it but ignored it. I was instructed that if...

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“I'd Like to Go ” by Danaé Morriah

Submitted to Contest #104

           “Are you coming tonight?” became a phrase John was used to hearing on Saturday nights from the beautiful woman that lived across the hall. He had turned down her invitation several times before and got to the point of avoiding her when he knew she was coming. John had never been good at talking to girls and Mira was no exception. If anything she made him more nervous than any other girl had before. Not just because of her beauty and her adventurous spirit but she symbolized ho...

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“Visitor's Pass” by Danaé Morriah

Submitted to Contest #103

Under any other circumstances, Evie would have found the repeat appearance of visitor’s passes to be just a coincidence. However, days before they began to appear she discovered a book. Something her mother kept hidden on the top shelf of her closet. It contained mementos from all the places her mother had been. In the very last page laid a visitor’s pass to an army base dated a year before Evie was born. That was the very first pass Evie came across, she kept the page open on her kitchen counter piecing together what it could’ve meant. Her ...

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“Worth a Reason ” by Danaé Morriah

Submitted to Contest #103

It was a tradition. We spent every Sunday thrift store shopping. It was our way to distress from the everyday woes of being a college student. We knew that everything in that store told a story and we found pleasure in piecing that story together. Usually, we went there with no mission In particular other than the joy that it brought us. However, this weekend trip was different. Ari was pledging Kappa and needed something white. I had my own reservations about her joining a society where the customs and protocols were so out of date but I ke...

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